The ancient martial arts master traveled through time

The Wu clan's sacrificial evening party is scheduled to be held on the night of the full moon for special reasons, and tonight is the night of the full moon.

As night fell, Ruan Xiaojiu and his companions were still resting and sleeping soundly.

The people who were monitoring them had been replaced. Almost all the members of the Wu tribe were present at the venue. They lit a bonfire and everyone was dancing and singing. Some people were dancing and beating drums and gongs in their hands, while others were spinning to the rhythm.

Men and women cheered and the altar was filled with meat, fruits and flowers.

At this moment, a dark cloud suddenly drifted across the sky, quickly obscuring the full moon. The cheerful atmosphere froze in an instant, and everyone in the Wu Clan looked terrified.

There is a rumor among the Wu tribe that if the full moon is covered during their sacrifice, it is a bad omen.

But that was what was said a hundred years ago. It has been a long time since we have seen dark clouds covering the moon during their full moon sacrifices.

But some people still cared about it. One elder whispered to the clan leader, "Clan leader, look..."

The clan leader instantly understood the elder's intention and slowly walked to the center of the altar, muttering something in an attempt to dispel the dark clouds. However, the dark clouds gathered more and more, and darkness enveloped the entire venue.

Suddenly, a dark figure rushed out from the crowd, rushed straight to the altar, grabbed a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. Everyone then saw that it was the former high priest. Because of his mistakes, the high priest angered the gods and was punished by the gods to be a beggar for the rest of his life.

After the beggar high priest finished eating, he wiped his mouth and said with a chuckle, "You little people, you made such a fuss about the sacrifice, but you don't know that disaster is coming."

Everyone was shocked, and the clan leader was furious, "Don't let him talk nonsense here, kick him out."

The beggar high priest pointed at the dark clouds in the sky and said, "These are not ordinary dark clouds, but a gathering of dark spirits. If we don't dispel them quickly, not only you, but the entire witch clan will suffer."

The patriarch was already upset, and seeing him adding fuel to the fire, he immediately had him driven away.

Several elders looked at each other. They knew that the patriarch and the former high priest had always been at odds, and they began to worry that something really big might happen.

However, they felt relieved when they thought that the Witch Clan now had a Holy Lord in charge.

The dance lasted for two hours, and then the sacrificial ceremony officially began. By this time, the dark clouds had dissipated, and the patriarch even thought that the former high priest was exaggerating.

During the sacrificial ceremony, all members of the Wu tribe knelt in front of the altar and began to pray, asking the gods for their blessings and protection.

The patriarch chanted the spell, and the elders behind him also lowered their heads with sincere expressions and followed him in silent chanting.

The patriarch held a staff in his hand. At this time, two elders came over with the Holy Lady in wedding clothes.

The saint had a veil on her head, so her face couldn't be seen, but from her light steps, one could feel that she was in a happy mood.

The Holy Lord had a dull expression on his face and his eyes were glazed over. He was brought to the patriarch by the Holy Maiden's hand, and he looked very abnormal.

But no one cares about these. The wedding of the Holy Lady is the hope of all the witch people and the main purpose of holding this sacrifice.

Ruan Xiaojiu suddenly woke up from her sleep with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. She seemed to have just had a dream, but she couldn't remember it clearly. She got up and sat for a while, then she realized that it was dark outside, and she could vaguely hear the chief of the witch tribe muttering something. She realized that the sacrificial ceremony had already begun but no one called them.

Ruan Siqi was sleeping next to them and looked like she was sleeping very soundly. Ruan Xiaojiu was very angry. After a little thought, he knew that the Wu people must have done something to them.

She was not in the mood to pursue so much now, she just wanted to see if Di Jingchen really wanted to marry the Saint?

Thinking of this, she set up a barrier for Ruan Siqi, Ye Tingshen, Xiao Zeming and others, and then she quickly went to the priest.

The people outside who were monitoring them could not notice Ruan Xiaojiu's coming and going at all. In the blink of an eye, Ruan Xiaojiu disappeared in the stone house.

She broke into the venue and happened to see Di Jingchen and the saint girl performing the wedding ceremony.

She was suddenly furious. "Wait!" she shouted, waking up the witches who were still praying.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, with the witches talking among themselves. The clan leader looked at Ruan Xiaojiu with a cold face, "Miss, if you are here to watch, please stand aside and do not interrupt our ceremony."

Ruan Xiaojiu sneered and came to Di Jingchen. Seeing that Di Jingchen was seriously injured, he took advantage of his weakness and used some means to control him!

Ruan Xiaojiu pointed at Di Jingchen and said, "He belongs to me and cannot marry your Saint."

When the saint heard Ruan Xiaojiu's words, she twisted her fingers together, but still stood there motionless, waiting for the next process.

But the clan leader roared, "How dare this wild girl from nowhere interrupt our Wu clan's sacrificial ceremony! Come, arrest her and deal with her after the wedding ceremony is over."

As soon as he finished speaking, several strong wizards came up and were about to capture Ruan Xiaojiu.

Ruan Xiaojiu also became angry. She waved her sleeves, and all the offerings for the sacrifice and the people who came to capture her flew away.

The clan leader was so angry when he saw this scene that his heart was shaking. "Asshole, how dare you..."

He raised his staff and instantly activated the mysterious spells he had cast around him. Before this, they were afraid that the Saint would wake up before completing the wedding, so they deliberately set up the spell to trap him. Even if the Saint woke up and broke free from the shackles, he would not be able to leave here. As long as he married the Saint Girl, the matter was settled, and the Saint would definitely take responsibility to the end given his personality.

The spell of confinement rose, and a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky. A blood moon was reflected in it, and the eye of the spell began to glow, which was used to enhance the strength of the spell. This was also the main reason for holding the sacrificial ceremony on this day. The Holy Lord was powerful, and without the spell of confinement, the Holy Lord could not be detained at all.

This spell has been passed down from generation to generation by the chiefs of the witch clan, and has acquired the superimposed magical powers of the ancestors of the witch clan.

Ruan Xiaojiu watched this scene, his cold eyes flashing blue, and he looked at the clan leader with murderous intent, "I'm giving you a chance, withdraw your trick immediately, otherwise I won't mind killing people here."

"Don't be so arrogant, you ignorant boy! You dare to ruin our tribe's sacrificial ceremony. Today, you will leave your life as a sacrifice to the gods for your offense!"

At this moment, the sacrifice was reaching its climax. As long as the Holy Lady got married, the party tonight would be over. But Ruan Xiaojiu showed up.

Fearing trouble, the clan leader had someone put sleeping poison powder in Ruan Xiaojiu and the others' food, layered with burnt talisman paper. The effect was supposed to be extremely powerful, preventing them from waking up for a while. And since the smell wouldn't be noticeable to anyone other than a Wu clan member, he never expected Ruan Xiaojiu to wake up early.

Now that the curse formation has been activated, it was not used on the Holy Lord, but on this insignificant little girl, so it can be said that it has worked.

"You are so stubborn. You forced me to do this..." Ruan Xiaojiu glanced at Di Jingchen who was standing motionless beside him and cursed him, calling him a waste.